The Alpha and His Huntress (ON HOLD)

Five

“We can't always get what we want, but we can always accept what was given no matter what or how.”

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Lilliana

When I woke up, I was in a green room. When I sniff on the air, I realized immediately that I am on a hospital. I hate hospitals. My throat was very dry, and I urgently yet weakly get the tumbler from the small table beside the bed.

Every move hurts especially my left side of the stomach. I gulp it in a rush. When I'm feeling a little better—actually no because everything still feels as painful but I bit my lower lip hard and focus in the pain coming from it, I sit up with my back on the headboard. I carefully scan the room.

Memories from when the plane crashed came back to me in a rush it made my head ache. I feel like someone's drumming on my head. Then realization hit me.

How come I was in a hospital when the plane crashed in the middle of a deep forest? Could my father had found me? No. The plane exploded. It would take them days or even months to check where the plane crashed. I look outside the window and saw nothing but trees.

My whole body tensed and I became alert. Adrenaline hit me. There's only one way that I'll survive. I was brought in a hospital somewhere in the forest which is very impossible unless.. this hospital is that of a werewolf pack.

Shit.

I pull off the IV on my hand and stood. I nearly fell because my feet feels so weak. The sudden movement made my head spin for awhile and my head to throb so hard I had to hold on the side table for support while my other hand was on my head.

I must make a move. I walk towards the window and what I saw confirmed my suspicions. A vast amount of trees are scattered miles away and I know that I was captured. Although the way I'm being cared for somehow confused me. This sure looks like a suite. Another bright red light exclamation mark appeared on my head telling me that something is not right. I suspect that there are guards everywhere outside.

Suddenly, voices can be heard from outside. I move towards the door. The door knob twisted and the door opened while I hid behind it. A person entered with a white coat, a doctor. She stop frozen at the sight of an empty bed. Someone cursed but before anyone could react, I already snaked my arm around the doctor's neck as I held her left hand in her back. I pulled her towards the window and from there I saw another person, a male with power oozing from him. I studided him and I knew that he was a high ranking werewolf, a Beta.

"You. You're the beta. Tell me where I am." I demanded, my voice was rather husky but it was no less authoritative. His eyes went wide in surprise and he flinched. He sounded as though he whimpered. What's with him?

"You're in the Lincoln Pack of Europe." He answered rather... respectful. His jaw ticked as though he was forced to do it.

My eyebrows knitted together. I made a trip down memory lane and I gasp at what I discovered. This is the very pack my father was preventing me from going into. How ironic, I landed right here. What a coincidence!

"Lu- Miss, please calm down. You are not in the condition to do this. You're body is still recovering from the wounds." The doctor on my arms said. She's right and I hate that my body feels so weak.

I tighten my hold on her, "Shut up." She flinched and did not say anything and whimpered.

I heard heavy footsteps coming. Suddenly, my head throbbed again and I lost hold on the doctor that gave her the chance to jump away from me. I grasp my head with my eyes close tightly and tried not to scream. It hurts. I saw the doctor's concern look, much to my surprise, and she tried to come closer but I stared her down.

I had to shut my eyes off again because my head was throbbing painfully so. Someone entered the room. For some reason, my heartbeat started to pick up the pace. I could feel an overwhelming presence just entered the room, it feels like air had been knocked out of my lungs.

A voice, so deep and husky echoed through the suddenly small room. "You're awake." He sounded breathless.

His voice prompted me to open my eyes. What I found was a deep, almost black blue eyes staring back at me. It was like staring at the deep ocean and the longer I stare, the longer I drown within its deapths.

I look away. My eyes went lower down his body. He was ripped with muscles that the plain white v-neck shirt that he was wearing stretched as he breathes heavily. He was tall, his adams apple was pronounced and oh it bubbled as he gulp. My eyes went higher, to his chin, to his strong chiseled jaw, to his slightly parted kissable red lips, to his perfect aristocratic nose and up on those blue eyes again that seems to hypnotized me. However, there was something I didn't miss. It's the overwhelming power that I had sense even without looking at him.

"If my memory serves me right, you are Silver Lincoln. The alpha of this pack." I'm confident that it's him. There's no mistaking this alpha's rank. He's the definition of power.

A growl vibrated from his chest and his eyes seems to darken even more. He took a step froward, I took one back but his step was bigger than mine and he was nearly infront of me. "What do you need from me?"

Instead of an answer, he took another step forward and when I took another one away from him, my back hit the wall. When he was only a few feet away, I raised my hand, stopping him. Surprisingly, he stopped.

"I know that you know who I am and if you think you can squeeze information from me about my.." I wince as another pain hit me. "..my father then you're mistaken. You might as well just kill me."

His vicious angry growl stopped me. I could almost feel the vibration from the palm that's mere inches from his chest. "Don't. You. Ever. Say. That. Again." He said, his voice deep, so deep and it sounded.. angry. It almost sounded like it's not only his human side speaking but the wolf as well.

"Why not? Isn't that why you kept me alive? So I'll repeat it loud and clear. I'd rather you kill me than speak-"

He was fast as he pushed me against the wall with his body— faster than any alpha male that I have encountered. I could feel sparks all over my body from our skins that are touching and I gasp.

Something from the back of my neck was so warm and also on my lower back. Then I felt that it was his hands that protected me from hitting the wall directly.

When I look up, confuse, I froze when I saw just how close his face is to me. I gulped. I didn't realize that I was holding my breath until he spoke, "Breath." He said, and I did as I was told.

If his presence was overwhelming when he was meters away, now it was suffocating. Literally suffocating that I couldn't breath. My heart was thumping against my chest way too hard I bet he could hear it with his superhuman hearing.

"I did not have my doctor save you just to kill you. So don't. Ever. Speak. Like. That. Again. Believe me. If that was what I wanted, you woudn't even be here now." He growled at my face.

His presence and touch that seems to provide too much sparks became too overwhelming that I feel like my heart was going to explode. I pushed him away, with my hand on his chest. He stumbled a few feet back.

"G-get away!" I tried to catch my breath. "W-What's this... I... what... what are you doing to me?" I asked, almost a whisper.

He smiled as if he knew just as well what I was talking about. "It's the bond."

I frown. "I didn't know that the Alpha of the Lincoln Pack likes to joke."

The smile vanished. "You're my mate."

I felt as though I became deaf and heard him wrong so I did the one thing I could. I laughed humourlessly. "Stop playing games with me." I said just as seriously.

His gaze fixated on me. "I'm not."

I looked at the doctor and his beta, whom I had just remembered that was there, but they were both serious too. "That's impossible." I said, horrified. “If you think that you can use me as a ticket to Rey Walker's defeat by pretending that I'm your mate, then you're delusional.”

I heard a gasp. I don't know who it was because another pain hit me, this time stronger. My vision blurred and I could feel myself falling into darkness. However, I remembered that before I fall, I felt sparks on my arms as something warm hugged me close.

I heard his familiar deep, yet now laced with concern, voice. "Lilliana!" And damn. My name sounds a lot more beautiful when he said it.

Silver

A mix of relief and worry rushed through me. I was relieved that she isn't someone else's wife. She's mine and mine alone but I'm worried about her state. She collapse again.

Sparks run all over my body as I lift her up. I put her into the bed. Doc went to examine her. Time seems to slow down once more but I waited patiently.

“I need to do more tests to know what's causing her pain. For now, let's not stress her out. With all due respect, alpha, you should not have told her that she's your mate just yet.” Doc shook her head.

She's right. I know it but when I thought that she was one of the Walker boy's wife made me itch to tell her that she's my mate, meaning that she's mine. “I can't help myself.”

Doc smiled. “Can any werewolf?” She shook her head. The smile vanished and was replaced by a serious expression. “But you have to control yourself, Silver. The mate bond seems to overwhelm her. I know how much you want to make her understand who she is to you but please refrain from stressing her out. She needs absolute rest until she's in a stabe condition.”

I nodded. My wolf didn't like it and I don't either but her health comes first. I won't argue with that.

I am a man born with little to no patience, but for her, I would summon every ounce I have. I must. The thought of those feisty forest green eyes is enough to convince me that she's worth it. I am too far gone from convincing myself that I don't want her. Every single thing I discover about her makes me want her more and more—even the fact that she was Rey Walker's daughter brought me great happiness and that's something I never knew would happen to me.

But then again, we can never predict tomorrow.